At the beginning, it was agreed to win two of the three innings, but Qin Qing''s self explosion dragged down the whole team, and the first inning ended quickly.

    When a group of people across the street heard another game, they immediately cheered, "come, come, stay with you all night. Send me to the stage, ha ha..."

    If you lose the team game, your level will also change. The other party plans to take them as a stepping stone for promotion. However, the people in class 7 are worried and have sprouted a retreat.

    "Luo Shao, why don''t you discuss with Xueba? Forget it, we don''t want the boss." Dahui leaned over from the next door and lowered his voice with a taste of begging for mercy. He finally stayed up all night to get promoted. It''s small to lose the boss, but it''s big to be demoted.

    Luo Zihang didn''t care about the game. He just felt guilty in the face of more than a dozen pairs of sad eyes.

    But before he sent a message, the boy with sharp ears had looked back. His delicate and handsome eyebrows and eyes had a little smile. It looked like a foul, "you believe me, just careless."

    Careless self explosion, this operation God is not careful!

    When Da huideng took a mouthful of old blood, he almost didn''t spit it out. He could only hold a smiling face and politely said, "no, Xueba, this is not a concept with you."

    Wrong answers can be altered. If you drop this level, you''ll have to practice dead people

    However, it is obvious that a student bully did not intend to play the love of his classmates. After being urged by his opponent for a few times, he chose a role again and directly ordered a purely output combat role. He played with hand speed and technology in team war.

    At that moment, class 7 wanted to drop the keyboard.

    Luo Zihang touched his nose and coughed twice. He resolutely abandoned the big team and patted his brother on the shoulder for encouragement. "Yes, this is handsome enough and suitable for you, ah Ye."

    "Hmm..." Dahui cried, and his voice almost leaked out. He was kicked by Luo Dashao''s long legs.

    The second game was in full swing. The seven classes were like great enemies. They took a state of fierce attack at the beginning and tried to save some hope before Xueba hung up. However, the group opposite saw through this and killed the role of the teenager early.

    "Dry, cut the rookie first, reduce the combat effectiveness by half, and then let''s play."

    "OK, just pick a few and turn him around and explode his equipment."

    ……

    Across a glass plate, the discussion on the other side was unbridled. It seemed that there was no way to predict the seventh class. In fact, at this time, the role of juvenile manipulation really fell behind again.

    "Ah ye, use the transmission symbol quickly. The coordinate is XX. Come to me quickly and I''ll protect you." Luo Zihang immediately turned his head and shouted at the next door when he saw that the situation was bad. He pointed out that he had quickly opened the toolbox and sent a symbol to her.

    As a result, the teenager not only didn''t answer, but also threw it over, "No."

    With that, he stopped and let the characters on the screen stand upright.

    "Lie in the trough, Xueba, run, wait to be whipped!" Dahui saw a large number of people and horses rushing towards the boy, and howled in the air.

    The ending sound hasn''t dissipated yet, and the static character on the screen suddenly moves.

    The silver light swept across, the assassin sealed his throat, and the ten thousand Buddha light... I saw a gorgeous skill light burst out in the small map at the top left, and then the data was constantly refreshed at the top of the page.

    Kill the devil in white.

    White dress Qing Dynasty kill hanging fried sky.

    Kill in white

    One company was destroyed in just three minutes. The students of class 7, who were still fighting in the base camp, lost their souls, stared at rows of refreshed small characters, their eyes fell blankly on a corner of the map that had been blasted into fireworks, then clicked, their stiff necks turned to the first position in the platoon, and watched the young man who was supposed to be five dregs of combat effectiveness quickly hit a remnant on the keyboard, The movement is as graceful as playing the piano on the first day.

    "Help, replenish blood." after killing the group of people who came from the siege, the boy moved to the base camp with Rune paper. When he ordered the wet nurse in the game, he didn''t respond, so he faintly opened his mouth to remind him.

    It happened that Luo Zihang, who chose an assistant to protect his brother, was stunned. He subconsciously moved his finger and lost his blood bag. Then the next second, he saw the "white clothes and Qing Xiang" who had added blood rush into the local camp again. For a moment, there was a silver sky opposite, and there were too many skills to be picked up.

    "Sleeping trough, I''m dead."

    "Shit, I can''t see and I''m dead."

    "Shit..."

    Countless ignorant yells were passed from the opposite side. In a moment, big fireworks exploded on the page of the group war of class 7, and the capitalized win came into view. Let alone the opponent''s ignorant circle, the people who won here were silent.

    After a while, the teenager manipulated the role and ran around a group of stiff teammates. When passing Dahui, he conveniently ordered the transaction, "is this the robbed equipment?"

    Dahui''s eyes floated back to the screen, unconsciously answered, looked vaguely accepted, and then saw his own gang, sending more than a dozen rare weapons in the warehouse.

    Obviously, these are the equipment exploded when killing the opponent.

    Looking at these things, the people of class seven showed a trace of sympathy for their opponents for no reason.

    "Ha ha..." suddenly, when everything was quiet, Luo Zihang chuckled, then his shoulder shrugged twice, couldn''t restrain raising his facial features and laughing, "ha ha, ah ye, you are really a god man."

    It''s not just a god man, it''s not a man.

    The people of class seven immediately responded, clapping and cheering together, and even excited to dance. They almost cried when they looked at the handsome young man.

    "Xueba, I admit my mistake just now. You are my idol everywhere, and you are the real Xueba everywhere." Dahui was so excited that he palmed his mouth, and the appearance of dog legs made everyone laugh.

    "Roll, roll, come so close. I said ah ye could do it." Luo Dashao kicked the man away with his back foot. He didn''t remember his guilty conscience just now. He was as proud as the man who slaughtered his opponent.

    After scolding their ancestors 800 times in their hearts, a group of people on the opposite side didn''t continue the third inning after all. Their equipment levels were all lost, and they left the scene ahead of time with a face lost.

    Qin Qing and Luo Zihang also walked back and forth. They walked back to school with dim street lights, dissipating the heat of the warm atmosphere.

    "Ha ha, ah ye, I find you very magical." Luo Zihang looked at the halo and pulled down the shadows that were long and short, and the corners of his mouth also had an affectionate smile. "Every time when others think you can''t, you can always surprise. It''s like playing mahjong and playing games."

    From acquaintance to now, teenagers seem to hide endless skills. The more they get along with each other, the more they want to explore.

    In fact, the contrast between this appearance and technology comes from the reborn plug-in. When Qin Qing came down from the shooting range, she found that she could manipulate things with her fingers. Practice makes perfect, and she started again.